Je Suis Go Daddy
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In the wake of the outrage over the Charlie Hebdo events, life goes on as usual on this side of the ocean. While everyone’s figurative heads are nodding like bored parents at a school play when it comes to the principle of rights of free expression, the exact same practices of restriction are tolerated or encouraged here.
Outraged Muslims (are there any other kind?) were upset about a caricature of their guy. Outraged pet nuts (are there any other kind?) are upset about a caricature of pet ownership. To be fair, there has been no violence or threats thereof directed against Go Daddy, but the resulting nix-ing of the ad is the same kind of censorship that was so objectionable when applied to the events in France. Je Suis Go Daddy? Seldom is the main course of sanctimony served without the side dish of hypocrisy. I guess it really depends upon whose ox is being gored. Relax, that’s just an expression, no ox’s were harmed during this piece.
If we’re going to head down the road of having certain topics being out of bounds for humor, who’s going to be the arbiter? It’s not a huge stretch to see legislation drawn up to categorize the types of humor that are eligible for public consumption. It’s ridiculous that just anyone should be allowed to make light of anything; maybe it makes sense for people to be licensed to convey humor. That way, there are boundaries, codes of ethics, penalties etcetera to protect the public from sensitive topics and nobody gets any hurty feelings.
Rational people would say that the Muslim response to any or all slights to their beliefs registers a 37 on a scale of 1 to 10 for overzealousness. Well the PC guys in this part of the world are rapidly moving up that scale as well as they ‘defend’ their particular cause of the day. Only they aren’t armed with guns; they use lawyers.
Perhaps the best advice on this kind of stuff is expressed by a dialogue from the 1981 film, Stripes, featuring Bill Murray. The dialogue is between a Sergeant and a tightly wound young man named Psycho:
Psycho: The name’s Francis Soyer, but everybody calls me Psycho. Any of you guys call me Francis, and I’ll kill you.
Leon: Ooooooh.
Psycho: You just made the list, buddy. And I don’t like nobody touching my stuff. So just keep your meat-hooks off. If I catch any of you guys in my stuff, I’ll kill you. Also, I don’t like nobody touching me. Now, any of you homos touch me, and I’ll kill you.
Sergeant Hulka: Lighten up, Francis.
And that’s the relevant message to everyone.